The wind echoes around my mountains
Their is a stillness in my soul
My hear beats, My mind runs
There’s stories to be told
The water from my tears has gather together
While creating a puddle at my feet
My heart pounds, My mind runs
There’s no run for defeat
The clouds are bright in my face
Having me aware, Now I see
My heart is still My minds in shock
There’s is sometimes pain in beauty
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